For to be Out Spoken

AN UN-COMMON GIRL 1

- THE HIGHT OF PUNKIN CHERI - 2

- in the rough -

Life is a tragedy to those who feel,

And a comedy to those who think.

O, come all you fine young fellows

With hearts so warm and true,
Never, ever, love a girl,
O, your lost if you so do.

But if you shouldst so see one, m love,

With long brown Chelsea curls,
Just remember about me, dear,
And sweet Punkin Cheri, my little girl.

Her form was like the turtle-dove,

So slender and so neat;
And her long brown Chelsea curls,
Dear, hung down her tiny cheeks.

O, her long brown Chelsea curls,

Hung down her tiny cheeks:
Cheeks, dove white and rosy
Bright, soft smiling for me.

Her voice it was sweet music,

like the murmurs of the breeze,
As she whispered her love, O love,
That she truly loved me.

As she whispered her love, O love,

That she loved me truly:
We strolled among the trees, my dear,

1
This poem is especially dedicated to Brigitte C. a wicked girl true blue & beautiful.
2
A common enough name for An Un-Common Girl; cf. 1 COR 13:13 KJV unto every other translation
whereby, charity is otherwise translated as love.
 & she said her love was true blue.

ii

Punkin Cheri was a Dojack-reject

Whom I was let living with me,
And I always had intended,
O, to be together with her forever;

But soon a cloud of sorrow came,

When Coal the Cat ran off:
Followed by his dear Miss Gem Lear,
And my sweet Punkin Cheri.

O, for those two girls away from me ran,

And away they so stayed.
They stayed away, the whole next day,
And all the days after that

The truth was finally plain to see,

Those two girls that I so loved,
Together, from me, had run away
Abandoning my love.

And the sad day my little girl ran away,

No letter didst she leave
Proclaiming that from her promise, O love,
She, herself, had relieved.

. .

O Cheri, Cheris my darling, my dear:

Darling, Cheri, Cheris my dear,
And if you think I dont love her, still;
Youve got a foolish idea.

She once was my lifes sweet heart-beat

But now my lil Punkins gone,
And since shes gone gone and left me,
O, I care not for anyone.

How oft I dream of by-gone days,

Before she ran away
With that fair dear, Miss Gem Lear,3
The poor little rich maid.

O with Gem Lear princess Gem Lear

the little girl whom I so loved,
My sweet Punkin Cheri, (O my un-true love),
Flew away together like turtle-doves.

How oft I wished theyd stayed with me,

But tis always wished in vain,
For they both still always run away,

3
An appropriate palindrome really!
 a-swingin down the lane.

A-swingin down the lane, together,

a-swingin down the lane.
For they both still always run away,
a-swingin down the lane.

iii

Daisies love the sunshine, my dear,

O, and violets love it too,
And angels in heaven around
Know that I truly love you.

I love you so truly, both my dear girls,

O yes I surely do love you,
And all the angels in heaven about
Know that I still love you true.

And as surely, green grows the laurel,

All sparkling with mornings dew,
Im lonely my darlings, O my darlings,
Since so sadly partin from you.

To that coal-black cat,

O, I lay all the blame.
For he caused my love to leave me
And to darken my memory.
Id counted them both my darlings,
Both lil chicks my good friends!
When I think of their treachery
I hang my head and I cry.

For I cried and I cried for days on end,

And those frightful tears really shook my life.
How stupid I feel now. How stupid I feel
For falling in love with those girls.

O how stupid I feel. How stupid I feel,

O, for falling so in love
With not just one, but two bad girls.
Both of them, such bad, bad girls.

iv

Well, I passed my loves window

Both early and late,
And the look that she gave me,
It made my sad heart ache

It made my heart ache, dear,

O it made my heart ache.
The look that she gave me,
It made my sad heart ache
If you dont love me,
Love whom you so please;
No! Throw your arms round me
And give my sore heart ease.

Give my sore heart ease, love,

O, give my sore heart ease;
Throw your arms round me
And give my sore heart ease.

Throw your arms round me,

Before its too late;
Throw your arms round me,
Feel my heart break.

Feel my heart break, love,

O feel my heart break.
Throw your arms round me
And feel my heart break.

O the look that she gave me

twas painful to see,
For she loves another -
One other than me.

. .

Id rapped on my loves window,

Id knocked on my loves door,
She gave me short answer,
Daint ye dare knock here no more.

Im sad and Im lonely,

My heart it will break;
My sweetheart loves another,
Lord, I wish I was dead!

My cheeks once were red

As the bud on a rose,
But now they are whiter
Than any lily that grows.

Come now all you fine fellows

With tender hearts so warm and true.
Pray take warning from me;
Dont be so quick to fall in love,

Dont be so quick to fall in love

With every girl that you see
And never believe in a girl
Pray take warning from me.

O never believe in a girl;

For if you do youll soon find,
O that youve loved in vain.
 O youve loved her in vain.

And tha girl shell run off

To be with someone else,
And together theyll go down the lane,
a-swingin off down the lane.

O never waste your affections

On a young girl so free.
Your lost if you do.
O your lost if you so do.

And though sparkin is a pleasure.

Parting is such grief,
But false-hearted love
Is wuss nor a thief.

Shell hug you and kiss you,

An shell tell you more lies
Than there are leaves on a laurel
Or stars up in the sky.

The laurel leaves they will wither,

The roots they will die.
You will be forsaken
And never know why.

Shell say that she loves you,

Just to give your heart ease,
And as soon as your back is turned,
Shell love whom she pleases.

A thief will but rob you

And take what you have,
While a lying cheat lover
Will lead you to your grave!

The grave will decay you

And turn you to dust -
There plain aint no sech girl
As a poor man can trust.

Shell hug you and kiss you

And call you her own
Perhaps her other darlin
Be a-waitin back t home.

O never waste your affections

On young girls so free.
Theyll turn their back on to you
And run away square away.

O my sad heart is aching.

Im weary Im weary today.
My little girl has left me
And, O, Im feeling this way:
Im troubled, Im troubled,
Im troubled in my mind,
If my trouble dont kill me,
Ill live a long time.

I can love I can love little

And I can love long:
I can love an old sweetheart
Till a new one comes along.

Im sad and Im lonely,

My heart it will sore break,
My true love loves another.
O Lord, I am so sad. O so sad.

Since shes gone and left me

I care not for one,
Bu by our next meeting
I hope our love proves true, again.

So I can hug her and kiss her

And prove to her kind.
So I can turn my back on her
And shell so alter my mind.

vi

True love o, blue love;

I wrote my love letters:
My dove, my one true love,
I hope our love prevails.

Writing this letter,

Containing just three lines,
Answer my question, love,
Will you be mine?

Will you be mine, dear,

Will you be mine?
Answer my question:
Will you be mine?

. .

She wrote me one letter,

She sent it by mail.
She sent it in care of
Smokey Vale General Mail

I wrote my love letter

In red rosy lines;
She wrote me an answer
All twisted in twines,

Saying, Keep your love letters

And I will keep mine:
Just you write to your love
And Ill write to mine.

Ifn down in your book I be, love,

Please blot out my name.
Ifn down in your book I be, love,
Please blot out my name.

Bu by our next meeting

I hope our love will prove true,
Een as green grows the laurel
All sparkling with morns dew.

vii

Its raining, its pouring,

The moon gives no light
My heart is sore heavy
This dark lonesome night.

My heart of deep sorrow

Which bleeds, my love, for you:
So fare ye well, O my darling,
Ill be on my way.

Im going away, my dear heartache,

Im going far, far away.
Ill drive on to the mountains
O just to leave you behind.

Ill drive on to the mountains

And write to you my mind.
And my mind is to be merry
And leave you forgotten behind.

Ill go up on ol Smokey,
On the mountain so high,
So I might see her should she,
Should she pass me on by.

Should you pass on by, dear,

Should you pass me on by.
So that I just might see you
Should you be a-passin on by.

Ill build me a cabin

In the mountains so high
So I might see her passing on by
Down in the valley below:

Down in the valley,

The valley below.
Hang your head over,
And hear the wind blow.

Hear the wind blow, love,

 O hear the wind blow
Hang your head over
And hear the wind blow.

On top of old Smokey,

On the mountain so high.
Where the wild birds and turtle doves
wont hear my sad cry.

As sure as the dewdrops

Fall on the green laurel,
Last night I was with her.
Tonight she is gone.

O, ifn you ever see a girl

With long brown Chelsea curls,
Just remember you me
And sweet love O Punkin Cheri.